The writer of stories or of novels settles on men and imitates them; he exhausts the possibilities of his characters.

The poet's spoken discourse often depends on a mystique, on the spiritual freedom that finds itself enslaved on earth.

We wrote verses that condemned us, with no hope of pardon, to the most bitter solitude.

War, I have always said, forces men to change their standards, regardless of whether their country has won or lost.

At the point when continuity was interrupted by the first nuclear explosion, it would have been too easy to recover the formal sediment which linked us with an age of poetic decorum, of a preoccupation with poetic sounds.

Poetry is also the physical self of the poet, and it is impossible to separate the poet from his poetry.

The poet does not fear death, not because he believes in the fantasy of heroes, but because death constantly visits his thoughts and is thus an image of a serene dialogue.